The moment she first saw that indigo-haired boy at the orphanage, she knew he was anything but ordinary.
Violet, who from a young age had always been second only to Hesintos, thought of herself as average.
It was only later, when Violet compared herself to others, that she realized how truly strong she was.
It was simply that Hesintos' talent was monstrous, misleading Violet into thinking that being weaker than him meant being weaker than everyone else.
"I see. I met Mr. Hesintos this afternoon as well. Thanks to him, I was able to get out of a difficult situation. Before meeting him, I never imagined the First Army God would turn out to be such a gentle and cheerful young man, even with a hint of recklessness. Of course, I mean no disrespect—just that it feels extraordinary."
Lanci stroked the cat as he spoke.
